This is my grave this is my gate this is a gun to my headThis is my long walk home from hellThis is my death bedPut me in the ground and send my flesh to hellA casket for this skin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
This is my lifeI will live it to the fullest, just try and stop meI'm not wasting my timeI've been given a purpose, I will not let it dieI will not change for you, that doesn't mea...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
Let's go back, back to the days when I was young, when I was just a childBefore everything got tough and life was care freeI wish I could take you there, back to the good old days....Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
What have you gotten yourself into now? Living behind bars you've thrown away your crown. Brother is a funny word for someone like you but the blood that's in my veins is in your v...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
So here we are again, miles apart because I'm stuck in this depression that feels like possession because the progression of my transgressions led to an obsession with digression. ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
Where have I been?Right by your side, before you were birthed into this life. I've been right here with open earsWas I asleep?I will never rest, I will never rest until you know th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
I'm sick, so sick of this complacency and the apathy of my heartIm stuck with paralytic tendenciesThis passivity has torn me apartI am trying to find my way back homeBut I've had a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
If this is life that I'm living then I wonder what death is like.With a million questions running, I've got the feeling that something is not rightI've tried to be alive, but I've ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
What can wash away my sin?Nothing but the blood of Jesus;What can make me whole again?Nothing but the blood of Jesus.[Refrain:]Oh! precious is the flowThat makes me white as snow;N...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South
Comfortable and poisedWe sit on our thrones, we sit on our hands and we let them dieWe're all too blind, were blinded by our American eyesI will not, I will not be idleStretch out ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Mouth Of The South